I have standards. Well, okay, they're love standards, but I have... by Rachel Vail

I have standards. Well, okay, they're love standards, but I have them.

Rachel Vail

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I keep looking for ultimate answers, but maybe there aren't any or maybe I'm not looking in the right places, because in the section marked ANSWERS in the back of my geometry book, there's only a bunch of numbers, and all I can find to stare at in the refrigerator is five carrots and a jar of no-fat mayonnaise.

answers numbers book

Young people are growing in plain sight, there is no place for th... by Rachel Vail

Young people are growing in plain sight, there is no place for them to hide, no cocoon. It’s hard

cocoons sight people

Kids are constantly evolving, learning, and growing. They aren’t... by Rachel Vail

Kids are constantly evolving, learning, and growing. They aren’t who they were yesterday.

growing yesterday kids

I didn't care who kissed you first as long as I kissed you last."... by Rachel Vail

I didn't care who kissed you first as long as I kissed you last." -George from If We Kiss

kissing long firsts

Great point made in son's college orientation re sex/safety/respect/etc: 'Consent is really too low a bar. Hold out for enthusiasm.'

bars enthusiasm lows

You planning top kill me with a Wiffle bat?" [Carson asked] "Yeah." "Why?" he asked. The bat was shaking in my tight grip. "Because I don't have my Minnie Mouse pillow.

minnie-mouse planning bats

I smashed his hand as hard as I could with the Wiffle bat. "Ow!" he screamed. Carson was rubbing his red palm, inspecting it for damage. "That hurt," he shrieked. "You really hurt me." "Right back at you," I said. "Good-bye Carson." He frowned, massaging his hand, the big baby. "I just wanted to end this nicely." "Yeah?" I cocked the bat up to hit him again. "Well, this time you don't get what you want.

hurt baby hands

I shoved him off the snowmobile. He landed on his back in the snow. "Love is a brat, you think? No, love id fine. You are the brat, you spoiled, rotten brat!

snow love-is thinking